The bell above the door rang signaling a customer had entered, you cut your eyes over to the door and see a familiar mop of red hair and charming smile. The smell of the bakery had grown on your senses since you were they all the time but for Shanks it was a heavenly smell. He never was a coffee drinker till he met you.

“Hey pretty lady! hope you didn’t miss me too much?” Shanks exclaimed in his usual business outfit, one sleeve empty as he had only one arm.